The Hollow: the deepest pit of the worst circle of hell. The Coalition of Ordered Governments was insane, sending practically all of its finest down into there. We might as well have strapped bombs to our backs and held grenades in both hands like the good, obedient little Kamikaze soldiers we were. Rig 293. That was the number.
And of course we had to have someone called the 'Chain' as our driver.
Of course we did.
God, I hope they have some serious guns and backup in hell, once I'm down there. Maybe we can go ahead and save the world. Heh. Last minute sentimental thoughts about dead men.
We could use those men now.